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38 lines
1.4 KiB
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The Outer Space Marines
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(should be sung to an approximation of The United States Marines)
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From the Pits of Aldebaran Nine
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To the Webs of Sigma Grex,
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We will make a better man of you
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Irregardless of your sex.
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Though the Klingons kick sand in your face
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You will know you're worth your beans
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When you come and sell your soul to us
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In the Outer Space Marines.
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When the drill instuctor yells "Left Face!"
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Better hear those eyeballs click!
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If you have three faces,
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never mind, Toss a coin and take your pick.
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When you're shipped out you'll see lots of space
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And some mighty strange latrines
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And you'll curse the day you ever heard
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Of the Outer Space Marines.
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If you've two legs, four legs, six or eight,
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Seventeen or none at all,
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When the troop ship dumps you on your fate
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You will hit the mud and crawl.
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Whether Earthman, Kklup, or Zapphotuul,
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When the Buzz Beams burn bright red,
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There is just one universal rule:
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Guard Your Ass And Duck Your Head !!!
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All right now, Forr-Wadd Hawp!
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Hup - 2,3,4,5,6, HOLD IT!!! Hup - 2,3, mant,
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STOP!!!!!! Wait a minute, um ...evens, odds, evens, odds, NO!!!
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Hop-Skip-Jump...HALT!!
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Left-center-right, Left-center-right, left-center-right ...
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Step - Step - Step. evens, odds, NO!!!
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Hop-Skip-Jump...HALT!!!
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Left-center-right, Left-center-right,
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